Regina by Valerie Speedwell
“Regina” by Valerie Speedwell Regina is a blend of poetry and jazz, performance and lyrics, offensive, full of swagger, she found the world on fire and threw more flame on it, thick girl, addicted to jelly rolls and pies, the expanse of her spilling over chairs and benches and edges of things, fat but hungry for more because what they feeding her not filling her, dark-eyed girl, color of pitch, one tooth...
Eagle Girl by Claire McCabe
“Eagle Girl” by Claire McCabe We inhale the scent of the stable horse sweat, hay, leather, incense linking my childhood to my daughter’s. She kisses Feather’s velvet nose as she buckles the bridle. The grey gelding shifts his feet, accepts the weight of the saddle. I hoist her up, then lead the pair into sunshine. We both exclaim at the bald eagle overhead. Here, miles from the bay, the raptor soars above our...
Editor’s Note, Diane Gilliam
EDITOR’S NOTE: TO READERS AND CONTRIBUTORS The work you have in your hand comes to you from many places, through many voices and many lives. The impulse to hold these voices and lives together in a book of their own was born in New Mexico, from A Room of Her Own Foundation, whose mission has always been to bring women together in service of their own collective wisdom and creativity–to share what can be shared, and to...
Body II by Jendi Reiter
“Body II” by Jendi Reiter I would have to become nobody before I told you these things. Put my soul into a doll. A lampshade with fuzzy tassels on it. I would have to learn to knit for hours. Become someone whose mind was filled with pink stitches. I would have to be a whore on the boulevard. Wash my thighs in the same puddle that the cars rolled over. There is no way I would tell you these things wearing my...
We Ask Our Ancestors to Speak to Us
In Women Who Run with the Wolves, Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés says, “Asking the proper question is the central action of transformation.” The process by which AROHO invites submissions is an invitation into call-and-response, a shared dialogue as women of the world and, deeper still, into our own transformations. We paused on Friday for 9/11 to remember; and in honor of National Hispanic Heritage Month this September, we celebrate the...
Does the sea remember everything? I wonder.
Does she absorb everything? Does she keep it safe?
Virginia Woolf
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The Q: Can you fathom the spectacle that would be created if we moved together, arms outstretched, close enough to touch?
The Q: What echoes through you that longs to take form—a poem, an image, a mark, a whisper of becoming?
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